In Napoli where love is king,when boy meets girl, here's what they sing:

When the moon hits you eye like a big pizza pie,that's amore.When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine,that's amore.Bells will ring ting-A-ling-A-ling, ting-A-ling-A-ling,and you'll sing 'Vita bella.'Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay,like a gay Tarantella.

When the stars make you drool just like a pasta fazool,that's amore.When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet,you're in love. When you walk in a dream but you know you're notdreaming, Signore.Scuzza me, but you see, back in old Napoli,that's amore.